03-12-2022, 09:34 PM
Glossy eyes stared into the foliage above, tongue lolling as she panted slightly. The heat still affected her, even when her body was rotting. "I should... find my own home." she didn't want to crash at Jormungands place, even if his hospitality was welcomed by the woman.
— Reggan
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KOLD DARCIA DI ANGELO
[glow=#000,2,300]KOLD — FEMALE — WOLF/ROTTWEILER — THE PITT — [glow=#000,2,300]TAGS[/glow]